Booth stood there silently, weighing her words, and his options.
Option 1: Make love to her on the kitchen counter
Option 2: Move somewhere a little more romantic, like the couch
Option 3: Try to make it to an actual bed
As his Bones was pressing against his bones, Booth decided any of the options would be fine with him. He leaned down so his lips were a millimeter from hers.
"We've been here a couple of times before, Booth."
"What, your kitchen?"
"No, this 'kiss, me, now dammit,' spot.
"Yeah, maybe I kind of like it."
Brennan moved her hands from his chest down to his hips before moving behind to put a squeeze on his very maximus gluteus.
"What's the matter, Booth, nervous? Are you afraid I'm too alpha for you?"
"No chance, Bones. You know a real alpha male like me knows that no matter how beautiful, strong or independent you are, you're still a woman, and I'm a man, baby….and that's how you like it"
"I've never had an aggressive lover, Booth. I'm always in charge."
"Well, then I guess I'm your first, Bones." Booth grinned.
"You cocky, son of a …."
Booth grabbed Brennan by the waist, and flipped her over his shoulder.
"Booth, how dare you!"
"I'm just glad you're wearing a skirt today, Bones. That way I can do this."
With one arm keeping her tight to his body, he was able to use his other hand to lightly run up the inside of her legs.
"Option 3 is it" Booth chuckled to himself, noticing her hands had gone back to feel up his behind. "and I'm okay with that."
"What? Booth, put me down. I'm a doctor, for crying out loud. SHOW SOME RESPECT!"
By this time Booth had reached her bedroom; he walked over to the bed, tossed her onto it, and before she could bounce back up, he was laying on top of her, pressing her body with his, and holding her hands with his big, calloused, gun toting hands. She shivered, then struggled a bit, not out of fear, but only to gain dominance.
"I respect you, Bones. I respect everything about you. I respect this skirt you're wearing." He pulled it off, and tossed it to the floor. "I respect these buttons on the shirt you're wearing." It joined her skirt. "and I….wow…I have so much respect for this… you have no idea how many times I've thought about respecting you like this."
By this time, Brennan had stopped struggling and was amused by his choice of words.
"Yes, I can feel how much you respect me."
Booth was shocked, and his eyes flew to hers. He chuckled a bit, "Sorry Bones, wow…just wow."
"You know, Booth, I respect you too."
"Is that so?" he flirted back, so glad to be able to have this conversation with her.
"Yes, but…you'll have to let me be on top, and I need to know I can trust you."
Booth flipped them over.
"Booth, I trust you. I trust your shoes, and your…wildly ridiculous superman socks. I have trust in this t-shirt…oh my."
Brennan had seen glimpses of Booth's upper half before, but seeing him laid out against her bed took her breath away."
"What about my pants, Bones?" Booth teased. "Do you trust them too?"
Brennan rolled her eyes. "Well, I know I trust this cocky belt buckle"
Booth groaned as she undid the clasp. She went straight for the button on his pants and then the zipper. She sat on his lap, straddling his legs. They both groaned at the intimate contact. She grabbed the buckle on his belt and pulled with a force that shot his hips up, causing them to press even more closely to hers.
"Still respecting me, Booth?"
"You have no idea, Bones…how's that trusting coming?"
"Sooner than I want, Booth."
Booth flipped her back onto her pillow.
"I've had all I can take, Bones." He kicked his pants and boxers off in one movement, and she was busy getting rid of the last of her undergarments.
Without a word, he wrapped her legs around his waist, and connected them in every way.
"I love your respect, Booth."
"And I love your trust, Bones."
He stopped moving and looked into her eyes. Her scheming eyes?
"What the--"
All of a sudden, Booth found himself flat on his back. They were still joined, which was all that mattered to him. He was about to complain when she started moving, and he realized he really didn't have anything to complain about. Within moments of pleasure, they were both panting in completion with Brennan collapsed on top of Booth. He realized she was shaking.
"What is it…what's the matter Bones?"
She looked up and he realized she was laughing.
"Well, Booth, I'm on top…in the ALPHA position."
"Bones, Bones, Bones…we both know I was the one wearing the pants."
"Before they came off, you mean."
"Yeah, Bones" Booth sighed, "before that."
"It's okay, Booth, next time I'll think about you being in control."
"What…that's it, Bones, it's on!"